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SOLDIER'S GIRL
"Dude. What are you doing?" Jeremy's jaw dropped, he stopped in his tracks after shutting the door to his off-base condo.
"I thought I would surprise you, dude! Something different. Spice things up." replied Aaron.
Jeremy was beat. Having just landed from a two-week temporary duty assignment in the field, he was looking forward to getting home, taking a shower and getting some sleep. What he wasn't expecting when he walked through his door was his buddy Aaron. Aaron was sitting on his dining room table dressed in a tight, cropped t-shirt, black garter belt, black thong, lacy thigh-high stockings and a pair of sexy black stilettos.
The outfit looked odd on such a muscular man. It didn't look bad just odd? It confused Jeremy. The lingerie was such a deep contrast from Aaron's personality and tight masculine shape; big biceps, carved chest, cut abs, beautiful bubble butt and muscular quads. Jeremy loved his calves too. He looked like a fitness model. Typical. The guy is a fighter pilot. He's cocky, loud, obnoxious, has a huge ego, over confident and could be a real douche. He was the guy who did anything on a dare, the life of the party. He had no shame, no boundaries. In a way, Jeremy shouldn't be surprised at what he was seeing. Aaron knew he was attractive and he knew he could charm the pants of anyone, male or female. He charmed the pants off Jeremy. But somehow Aaron made girly lingerie look sexy, more than any woman"
"Oh man." I said, my eyes wide. "Wow... I mean... wow." Jeremy felt his cock go hard instantly which confused him anymore. Why is this turning him on? He stood frozen to the spot as his eyes raked up and down the body of his best friend, he was like a brother to him. He could tell Aaron had just been to the gym. His muscular physique was pumped and ripped. The stockings only made his smooth legs look even more muscular and sexier than usual.
Aaron just smirked. A real fucking cocky smirk. He locked eyes with Jeremy as Jeremy moved slowly closer. Aaron knew what he was doing and he knew how to push Jeremy's buttons.
"Well, you told me before you left that I would look sexy in a pair of panties. So I got some."
"Wait, I said that?" Jeremy asked. He searched his memory and he did not remember saying that. Doesn't mean he didn't. Just means he didn't remember. But then who knows how much shit he says while spewing fuck-talk in his buddy's ear.
"I believe you had your dick in my ass when you said, and I quote, `I want to fuck the panties off your pussy and knock you up."
Jeremy's face turned a dark shade of red. He now vaguely remembered something about panties.
"Oh my god, dude. I was so hammered. Both of us were trashed."
"Ah, but you still said it. That's not the first time you've said that to me. In fact, you say shit like that a lot when we fuck. You say my hole as a pussy, cunt, cum hole, cum dumpster, slut hole..."
"I know, I know, I get it," Jeremy interrupted. "But only when I fuck you. Asshole."
"Must harken back to your womanizing, pussy-chasing days before you discovered ass." Aaron teased.
Jeremy moved between Aaron's spread legs. He lay is hands on each stocking covered thigh and rubbed them along the tight material. He leaned in and put his lips to Aaron's. A soft sensual kiss. Jeremy touched Aaron's cheek with his right hand. His left hand stroking the nylon covered knee. Aaron's hands come to Jeremy's waist and he hugs the taller, thicker man. He lets out a small sigh as Jeremy continues to stroke his knee down to his muscular calf. The more Jeremy stroked his legs, feeling the muscles flex, the more Aaron's sighs became more audible, sexual.
"You know, I didn't expect you to be here when I got home." Jeremy said as he pulled back from the kiss. He lowered both hands to Aaron's calves and rubbed the hard muscle. He then reached under each knee and raised them and then Aaron wrapped his ankles around Jeremy's waist.
"Are you glad I am?" Aaron asked, quietly, almost a whisper.
That turned Jeremy on even more because of Aaron's deep voice. The deep masculine voice that would yell out during sex, the same voice he was used to hearing, booming around the squadron, telling jokes, bragging. Basically, being his usual obnoxious self. But then that's the other thing Jeremy likes about fucking a dude like Aaron. Loud, macho, boisterous, womanizing, cocky, "life of the party Aaron" in public but in private, a submissive, kinky little bitch who loves to give up control and bottom like his life depends on it.
They both contrasted each other. Aaron, an average height, dark brown hair that is trimmed neatly, a tight 175 pound, naturally smooth body, built like a muscular gymnast. Jeremy, blondish crewcut, a taller guy, a good six inches taller. 205 pounds of hard muscle. Long, lean muscular legs and arms. His shoulders were insanely wide, his chest very pronounced. His quads like tree-trunks. His waist small and tight. He eclipsed Aaron when they stood next to each other. Aaron had to stand on his tip-toes to kiss the taller man. Sometimes Jeremy would lift the lighter man up to meet they kissed.
But the number one thing about Aaron that was sexy as hell was that he was a married man. Married with a small kid. They're a cute couple. She looks like a Barbie doll and he looks like a Ken doll. Such a lady's man. It turned him on that his buddy was such a contradiction. He never lost his masculinity or his confidence when they fucked. Jeremy loved that he knew he was fucking a real man. Not a queer guy who pretended to be masculine. A true, honest to god, red-blooded, American soldier who loved to take cock.
"You know I am, babe." Jeremy said as he kissed him again.
Aaron closed his eyes and sighed at being referred to as `babe.' Jeremy had done it a few times during sex and he knew Aaron got off on it. It was such a guy thing to say to his girlfriend or wife. He now was for sure that Aaron liked playing the role of female. Aaron couldn't separate the male/female aspects of fucking. He always thought that one guy is the dude and the other guy was the girl. He liked it that way. He didn't need to act like a girl but he knew he wanted to feel the way his wife does when he holds her, He had never wanted to top. It was always 100% bottom. He knew he liked being controlled in bed. He liked being fucked like he was just a pussy to dump a load in. He liked being snuggled and held after sex. After tonight, Jeremy knew Aaron wanted to be his girl not just a dude he fucks.
"I have to ask. Where'd you get the sexy underwear?" Whispered Jeremy as he licked and nibbled Aaron's ear.
"Victoria's Secret," he whispered back.
"What? No shit?" Jeremy pulled back and grinned. He knew there was a story there.
"It was easy. Told the girl I was shopping for my wife. I just lied and told her my wife was a little bigger than she really is so then it would fit me and boom!"
"And the heels?" Jeremy inquired.
"Online," Aaron replied with a proud look on his face. "You got yourself your own panty stud. Just like you wanted."
"Or just like YOU wanted." Jeremy laughed as he thrust his crotch into Aaron's.
Aaron's face went a little slack. Self-doubt came streaming from his eyes.
"OH FUCK. You don't like this do you. God fucking damn it. I ruined this didn't I? You're totally turned off."
He dropped his legs from Jeremy's waist.
"I'll go change and leave you alone."
He started to push Jeremy away as he slid down off the table. He had never seen Aaron act so defeated.
"Whoa! Whoa there, cowboy. Who said I didn't like this?"
Jeremy used his 6'2-inch frame to lift Aaron's 5'10-inch frame back up onto the table.
"I just don't want you to get turned off and shit, ya know? I thought this was what you wanted."
"Dude, I do! I admit I didn't know I did but I fucking do! Calm down, babe. Who's going to complain when a guy like you wants to dress in sexy underwear and get fucked like a bitch?"
He stroked Aaron's cheek again, feeling a tiny bit if stubble and wiped his hair off his forehead. Aaron closed his eyes and smiled then opened his eyes and held Jeremy's gaze.
"You want to be my girl, babe?" Jeremy whispered as he held Aaron's square jaw in both hands, cupping his handsome face.
Aaron swallowed hard. "Yes. Oh, my god, yes." he answered in a low breathy voice.
"You want to be my bitch?" Jeremy asked with a slight growl.
"Oh, fuck yes, J. Anything for you."
"Ok, babe. You can be my special girl." He kissed Aaron while he raised his legs back up again and wrapped his ankles around his waist. Jeremy ran his hands up and down the nylon stockings, noting the way they were skin-tight, slick and smooth against Aaron's hard quads and pronounced hamstrings.
"Mmmm...this feels nice. Smooth. Sexy."
"Thank you. I'm happy you're letting me do this. I need this. I've loved you since the first minute I saw you."
Jeremy laughed. "The first time you saw me was at that formal and you were with your wife."
"I know, trust me, I'm not proud of it. I don't know why but when I saw you I knew I had to be closer to you. I've never thought about truly messing around with a dude until that moment. I just knew that if I did, it would have to be with you."
"Same here." Jeremy kissed him again. "You standing there with your wife. You looked so hot in that tux. I couldn't take my eyes off you. All I could think about was how to ditch my girlfriend," he laughed.
He ran his fingers through Aaron's dark brown locks.
"I love you, J," Aaron said.
Jeremy stared into Aaron's brown eyes. His face was serious. "I love you too, A." They kissed again.
"We've come a long way since that first night I fucked you. After that wedding."
"Dude, that shit is seared into my brain forever," smiled Aaron. "I never thought I would leave that wedding with cum leaking out of my hole."
"And you loved it, sexy fucker."
They kissed again. Aaron felt a finger rubbing the entrance to his hole. As they kissed, Jeremy's finger poked through his hole and he moaned. Aaron's legs raised higher. He then felt his right leg being taken by the ankle, lifted and placed on Jeremy's left shoulder. The finger in his hole began to slide in and out faster and faster. The two men were making out hard and heavy. Aaron opened his eyes and watched this brawny stud devouring his tongue. His eyes diverted over to see his ankle resting on Jeremy's shoulder. His nylon covered leg was lengthened and extended well above the height of his own head. His patent leather stilettos with its toe pointed to the ceiling giving the man better entry to his pussy. Aaron's breathing became heavier and his moaning became stuttered as his cunt was being finger-banged in rapid succession. He was being fingered the way he would finger a girl.
"Your pussy is so tight," Jeremy growled.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah..." Aaron's yelps became more high-pitched and louder.
"Fingering your perfect little pussy, babe."
"Ahhh...don't stop...don't stop...right there...right there!" Aaron moaned and cried as he wrapped both arms around Jeremy's neck.
"You gonna cum, babe? Huh? Going to wet your pussy for your man?"
Jeremy bit his lower lip as he banged the hot muscular ass of his best friend faster and harder. He could feel that Aaron was very sure of himself because his hole was already lubed. Jeremy ran his hand over the stockinged quad of the leg on his shoulder. Then the stretched muscular hamstring of the other leg flexing tight as he pushed it out to the side, spreading that ass wide open.
"I'm gonna cum, babe! I'm gonna cum!" Aaron screamed.
Abruptly, Jeremy pulled his finger from the hole. Aaron's eyes snapped open not knowing why the man's finger was no longer inside his ass.
"Not yet, bitch." Jeremy snarled.
Jeremy grabbed each of Aaron's ankles, spread his legs as far out to the sides as possible. Aaron laid back and automatically flexed his toes and pointed the spike heel of each shoe straight up. Jeremy plunged his cock into the open hole of Aaron's lubed muscle pussy without warning. Aaron's head came up off the table at the surprise feeling of a thick cock invading his hole.
Aaron lost his breath as he tried to breath in from the sudden intrusion.
Jeremy looked down at his studly best friend and smirked.
"I'm going to knock you up, babe."
"Oh fuck yes, J! Load me up with your boys!" Aaron was rolling his head side to side as his best buddy drilled inside his tight cunt.
"You want my boys? You're gonna feel my boys swimming around in your gut!"
Aaron closed his eyes and could only dream that he could be Jeremy's wife.
"Yeah, babe. You're gonna feel my boys inside your gut while your fucking your wife."
Aaron's eyes snapped open wide again when he heard Jeremy mention his wife. He didn't want to think about her right now. He didn't want to know where she was or what she was doing.
"Oh yeah, A. How's it feel knowing you've got your man's sperm in your twat while you're trying to play husband to your bitch wife? Huh? Should feel normal by now. Every time I fuck you, you go home to a wife that has no idea you're the bitch for another man."
Jeremy held Aaron's legs up and out like a wishbone. He held them up just like the many times he held his own wife's legs wide in the air while he fucked her. He didn't know why but Jeremy's fuck talk was making him more and more hard and more and more horny. Jeremy had never talked about Aaron's wife while they were fucking. It was turning him on. He was being compared to his own wife.
"Look at you A. Such a macho little stud. Big loud mouth gym bunny flaunting that ass all over the base. Cheating on your wife with whores and now with me. Strutting when you walk. Look at you now. Pumped up muscle bitch wearing girly panties and heels. Fuck, you are a whore, aren't you? Yeah, you are. You're my whore, you fucking piece of faggot sissy shit!"
With that, Jeremy locked up and howled as he pumped volley after volley of his sperm into the wet cunt of his best friend and bitch. As he did, Aaron shot a load, it sailed over his head and on to the floor. He shot again and this time it landed on his face and ripped chest.
Jeremy flung himself down onto Aaron's chest, put his hands around Aaron's neck and pulled his head up into a kiss. They kissed ferociously for minutes until Jeremy collapsed again. Aaron wrapped his ankles around his man's lower back and locked them.
"You've never talked about my wife before."
"Well, you've never let me fuck you while you're wearing panties."
They both laughed.
"I thought it was hot," whispered Aaron.
"I know," whispered Jeremy.
"I dare you to wear this under your flight suit," said Jeremy. A dare he knew the hot man would take.
"Dare accepted," he answered with a confident tone.
"I think we should do some online shopping," Jeremy lifted Aaron up and down to the floor.
"For what?"
Jeremy flicked the garterbelt.
"I'd like to see this in red."